Post by Graveyardbride on Oct 27, 2024 23:45:41 GMT -5
The night wind murmurs through the ancient trees surrounding Collinwood, sounding like hushed voices speaking in whispers. Voices from the past, whispering from a void that transcends time. On this night, the voices may be heard most clearly in the forest surrounding a gloomy, forbidding old house. For there is one in that house who would transcend time this night, who would cause the past to merge with the present. Who would cause the land of the living to merge with the land of the dead. – Victoria Winters, Dark Shadows.